Perfect Day, Perfect Ride

On Veteran's Day we chose to travel to Gettysburg with the boys to ride in the National Battlefield. What a great idea that was!

We started out early and got sort of lost around town finding the trail head. Plenty of parking, but we were not alone.

Heading out towards Confederate Avenue, down the drive to the right, quickly discovered about twenty cows at the fence along the path. This took some doing, but we managed to not be surrender monkeys and stick with it. Skip was positively vibrating next to me. Eventually I persuaded KC to continue on the path after a couple 360s, around and around. Skip followed our cue, it turned into a non-event.

I hadn't ridden this park in years (read 'decades') and this is the first time KC has been here. What a great opportunity it was, for all of us! The equestrian trail covers lots of ground, and goes where you might not end up on a bike, hike or in a car or bus tour. The views were fantastic!

For a long time the word was no traveling above a walk, but that has been modified to 'no out-of-control riding, stay on the designated path.'

We all enjoyed ourselves, seeing lots of things, people, dogs, other horses, wildlife, Segways. All a learning experience for the boys, too.

The terrain here can be rough in spots. Some of the rocks are bigger than whales and are exactly where God placed them. If you weren't from here, and found yourself on foot or horseback with people trying to kill you, the footing could be your undoing.

General Farnsworth became a statistic from just that predicament: his commanding officer issued an order, and it was suicide. He knew it, but did it anyway. He was 25.

Houses and barns are built with 'rubble' rock, because there is so much of it. Tilling the ground would be impossible in most places because of the copious amounts of rock.

The architecture is beautiful.